Ahhhh.. the exotic one likes to play with icy blue fire bundled with fangs, eh? Heh.. but yes.. I'm an insatiable beast for relentless teasing.

.. if I showed you a small trick I picked up along my long crazy path.. trailing a light finger's touch along your arm, leg, torso.. or wherever you chose.. so you could feel the responding drops within all racing to be there for the vampire to bite? Yes.. as greedy as the fanged creature is.. the blood of the human is secretly just as greedy for this pairing.

Ok.. now it gets trickier. Had to ponder this for 3.11 seconds. But.. I knew the answer even as that dark little spark made it's way down the cerebral-whatever. Yes.

.. if I started to make not-so-subtle hints about how if I didn't soon feed at least a bit more, I'd not be held responsible for my inhuman actions? *in a mostly joking way, really.. for I can actually go weeks if need be.. although I'd be mighty unbearable to be around.. and absolutely manic with blue jello*

Such an act might even bring a bright red tear dripping down my blue-stained cheek, in happiness of course. And if you let me watch this working of jello, my eyes and ears seeing and hearing that lovely stuff slide between fingers and surfaces.. I'd be giddy with joy. No joke. It's part of my compounded and ever-growing set of afflictions.

.. if I recorded this work of art being performed.. to remind myself again and again that the heart inside the human, this exotic one in particular.. is more than simply an organ to push delicious blood through adorable veins.. but also a scrumptious thing to remind me how even I can be surprised on occasion by a wild act of kindness? (phew.. that was a mouthful )

.. if I also found it madly thirst raising as that bright red drop lingered there on your fingertip.. bringing a deep inhuman sound from this creature, luring your mind to an utter remembering that you are near something possibly unpredictable?

I would like that very much, so would also like you for letting those delicious ripples of thrilling interest absorb into my senses. Yes.

.. if during such a moment when your pulse told me such a thing, I suddenly reached to let a small drop of blue drip down your neck, to feel the small yet wildly telling echoes that also reverberated through that drop.. simply because such things have a way of whispering to my crazy ancient mind?

Even if I somehow tried to get my blue-stained lips to somehow utter no, I think my expression would give me away. Soooooo.. will not even attempt and just nod.. quietly yet saying it with quite a wild force.

.. if I were to slide a thick drop of blue along those lips, pressing in lightly to feel your pulse bombard my awareness with an even higher push.. while whispering with no sound but directly into your thoughts how the lips are a highly favorite area to let these fangs penetrate (softly, painlessly.. and not really too deeply) and greedily drink?